Teagan was amused that they'd switched positions almost to a tee, not that she was would say anything. She was too busy kissing him. He was a good kisser, but she'd already known that. She broke the kiss only to allow him to remove his shirt, reaching out to help him discard it. Once it was gone, her hand began to roam his chest, taking in how it felt. And allowing herself to want him, to really want him. She knew this wasn't the best night or circumstances to do this, but she didn't care before and now that he was shirtless she cared even less. So what if he stopped talking to her again? At least she'd have this, have tonight. She wasn't going to chase after him again, though. Leaning up, she kissed his chest, trailing her mouth along his skin to just explore.